Chapter 2
Luke's dreams that night were of strange origin, as if his mind had never rested during his slumber. He awoke with a headache, but it dissipated in seconds. He had to find out more about his powers, he had to find someone to explain to him what was happening.
Luke robed himself as quickly as his arms would allow, and frantically ran out the door. He went to the wisest man he knew, which was the mayor, who seemed old enough in years to know something of his phenomenon.
After a quick second to direct himself mentally, he turned to the dirt steps of the Mayor's house. He jogged up them at a quick pace, paying attention to the intervals of his steps. The door was closed, so he knocked on it, and leaned on it precariously while waiting for an answer. But when the answer did come, he door swung open and he smacked the floor face first.
The Mayor's maid picked him up and dusted him off with a frantic, but analytic frown while doing so. The thump of his fall had directed the attention of the mayor, who had previously been eyeing his city out of a window. He walked over to the boy, and guided him into a chair.
Luke needed a second to catch the wind that was knocked out of him, but soon after he was able to tell the mayor his predicament. Through his explanation, he nodded and looked away as if taking part of his memory out from his subconscious. "A boy named Ivan who used to live here had these same sort of powers. A few days ago, he ventured off with a group of kids from Vale, they claimed to have the same powers as Ivan, and spoke of a man named Kraden, a keeper of Alchemy. Go to him with your questions, he will surely have an answer for you." Luke shook his hand and proceeded to Vale, where he could meet with this Kraden fellow himself.
Before doing so he ventured home and explained to his mother his new quest. She was reluctant at first, but agreed to the situation, handed him a map and waved him off to Vale. Without needing further persuasion, Luke walked past the limits of Vault and headed northwest, to the city of Vale.
The air that day was clean, and a cool breeze blew over dew covered grass, which reflected the cloudless sky's shining sun that peered over all he saw. Despite the fact that it was what one could call a perfect day, he kept an eye out for monsters such as the creature he had come across before.
It was a long walk, but not unbearably long, and he reached Vale in a little more than an hour. Not many were seen at the edge of Vale, and only some children playing with a dog could be seen. When he had entered the city he beheld a giant stone, glowing of the deepest violet, reflecting all around it like a massive mirror.
He peered at the stone, and wearily approached it with a tilted head of intrigue. Whenever he took another step, his hair stood on end, and a cold rush ran through his body. It seemed similar to the one that he had held in his hand, an he concluded that it must be another of the same origin.
Not entirely forgetting his previous arrangements, he walked forward to a woman pampering her plants in front of her house. "Do you know where I could find a man named Kraden?" She nodded and pointed straight ahead, where he followed her finger to the alchemists house.
A building atop a hill was the first house he laid eyes upon, but it didn't look like a house belonging to a great scholar or scientist. But when he stepped closer, a low rumbling noise and a curdling of bubbles could be heard from inside. He made his way closer to the door of the place, and knocked on the door. No Answer. He knocked harder. No answer. He whacked the door with all his might, and through his hand a gust of wind threw the door open. No one was inside, but a lone note hang pinned to a table centered in the room.
He took it and read it:
Anyone who wishes to see Mr. Kraden, please come to the temple atop Mt. Aleph.
He shrugged, and gradually climbed uphill, until he found the peak of Mt. Aleph, where a set of doors were set in a cave of mud and rock. He opened them, and an elderly priest greeted him. "What do you seek traveler?" He asked, and Luke simply held up the note he had found.
"Ah, you seek Kraden, it is quite unfortunate what has happened to him. Perhaps I could be of service."
Luke explained his powers and demonstrated them by expelling a small wind gust from his hand. "The power you have is none other than psynergy. It has been the responsibility of the people of Vale to keep it a secret, but somehow this stone you speak of is the exact same kind of our large Psynergy stone. Your powers will grow as you mature, be weary of their presence, but do not fear them, instead try and work them to your advantage. Good luck young adept."
Luke had a minute to analyze his lesson, but soon exited the temple and walked back down to the lower level of the city, where he overheard a group of women speaking of an incident in Kolima. Thinking that he could use this as his first chance to use his powers, he left Vale and proceeded to Kolima, constantly referring to his map for bearings.